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Gyda was proud of herself because Father was proud of her, She felt a great sense of achievement even though she hardly understood what the concept of achievement was. She puffed up her chest and grinned when Ragnar gave his speech. She believed she had made the gods happy and that had her happy, She wanted to show the Gods respect as much as she wanted Father's admiration. All of this was for the gods and she had helped make it just so.

Gyda heard her brothers playful growls but ignored them, and their attempts to play with her. She taken taken it upon herself to learn how to do this festival right, she might one day have to do this herself, No she might one day have the honor to do this. She imitated her Fathers posture and trotted along behind him. As Ragnar pulled a leg from the Fawn she tried to pull it's ear however the hard cartilage filled object was too firmly attached and she hadn't the leverage nor the strength to break it free.

Gyda tried hard but no amount of growling could help her break it free, finally Father offered her something else and she bounded over to him in youthful exuberance ever so glad for the offer. She grabbed it up and rolled on her back chewing it all the while her tail swayed across the ground. Out of the corner of her eye she saw another Wolf and remembered herself.

Gyda looked up at Ragnar studied him then picked up her fawn meat and shook herself off. Settling beside Father taking the same sphinx like posture as he did while she ate the meat that tasted like nothing she ever had before, she wished she could eat this every day all day but she wouldn't say so at least not here or now.